Disclaimer: Even though I was gone for two weeks, I did not turn into J.K. Rowling, who rightfully owns Harry Potter and all his glory.
Author's Note: I'M BACK!!!! After studying and studying I took the test. I think I did good...but the preparation wasn't needed. The questions were simple! Who was the first American President? Hm...was it George Bush the First? My gosh, I don't know who wouldn't get that one right. Ggg9091: You're crying?! Is that good or bad? I hope it's good...you got into the story :D SpazySange: Thanks again for reviewing :D you always make me smile. Lindy: I didn't underline your name in the last chapter :'( I feel bad. Here hopefully this will make up for it: LINDY LINDY LINDY LINDY LINDY LINDY LINDY! Hehe that was fun. Thanks to everyone else who reviewed!
Warnings: Hm, look out for fighting between you-know-whom. Hehe :D it's so fun to write. I like the mushy-ish stuff better right, Brooks? ;)
Wizard's Tie
Hermione was officially happy with her life now. She had three best friends. She now called Draco by his first name and they didn't fight...as much anyway. They still had their fights, but they never were as deep and they always 'made up'. Strangely enough though, they never talked about going out.
After their fights they would make up by going out to the rose garden where they had their first kiss and make up. They would never go past anything beyond a slight kiss on the lips, but it always seemed like there was tension and temptation to do so. Hermione felt torn between two emotions.
She didn't know weather to love or hate him. He was so conceited and inconsiderate at times that she hated to be around him. But the Draco that only a few people knew was kind, funny, loving, and gentle. She loved to be around him when he was like this but it only happened rarely.
Hermione didn't know what she wanted with him. She didn't like the fact that they had something on the side. He would go out with his many girls and seduce them into Heaven knows what and then move on to the next one. But for some reason he would always be there for Hermione. She felt angry with herself for not talking to him about their current situation.
But she didn't know what to say. She had tried countless times to ask him but it all came out as a jumble of words that didn't make sense. It didn't make sense because she was uncertain of their situation herself. They had known each other since first year, but never really known each other until a few weeks ago and it all seemed a little fast for what they were doing.
Hermione sighed as she looked up at her ceiling from where she lay on her bed. All of this thinking had made her emotionally exhausted. She rolled over and had dreams filled with a certain blonde haired boy...
The weekend of the Hogsmeade trip Hermione was hesitant of going. "Oh, come on, Hermione!" Blaise pleaded with her. Blaise, Pansy, and Hermione were up in the seventh year Slytherin dorms looking at their old dress robes. "Hermione, you need to come. It's going to be fun! Pansy and I know this really great shop with the cutest dress robes."
"It's probably really expensive knowing you two," Hermione said looking through their designer clothes and knowing they cost more than she was willing or able to pay.
Pansy blushed. "Maybe just a little, but if you need any money we can give you some."
"I don't want to ask you guys for money," Hermione stated. "Besides, I think my robes are fine, considering that I'm not even planning on going to the dance."
"But Hermione! You need to go. You never know what could happen at a dance. You might have fun." Said Pansy while shuffling through all her clothes.
"I doubt it."
"Just come to the shops. If you don't find something that you don't absolutely love, then you don't have to go," Blaise said looking at her with puppy eyes.
Hermione looked between her two best friends and sighed. "Fine."
Blaise and Pansy smiled widely. The clock tower chimed ten. Pansy looked down at her watch. "Well, if we're going to get good seats for the quidittch match we better go."
"Quidittch match?" Asked Hermione.
"You didn't know? It's Gryffindor versus Slytherin. It's the last match before Christmas holidays."
"But I don't have any Slytherin colors," Hermione protested as Pansy began to put sweaters on and Blaise got her uniform on.
"We'll just have to lend you some then," Blaise winked at her.
The stands were full of students. Everyone came to quidittch matches. There was a sea of red and gold and a sea of green and silver. It was impossible to tell which colors were in greater quantity. The Slytherins seemed to be the loudest people there. They screamed at the top of their lungs even before the game had started. The new announcer Dean Thomas came to the megaphone and announced the basic rules. Hermione had to hand it to him; he was a good M.C.
"And now the starting line up for the Gryffindor team!" he shouted. The Gryffindors all hollered and whooped. Hermione smiled slightly remembering being one of them. "Chasers: Colin Creevy, Ginny Weasley, and Seamus Finnegan. Beaters: Dennis Creevy and Lavender Brown. Keeper: Ron Weasley and Seeker: Harry Potter!"
Hermione smiled and frowned at the same time. Usually she was screaming her lungs out when her friends names were mentioned. Now she felt deeply saddened by the fact that she couldn't, or rather, wouldn't shout out for them.
"And now the Slytherin team! Chasers: Blaise Zabini, Jonathon Nott, Morag MacDougal. Beaters: Sally-Anne Perks and Millicent Bulstrode. Keeper: Alex Moon. Seeker: Draco Malfoy!"
Hermione screeched loud as every name was called but smiled widest when Draco's name was called. Blaise waved to Pansy and Hermione from her perch high above. Hermione and Pansy waved back ecstatically. Ron saw this and Hermione could tell he scowled.
The game began with out a hitch. Within ten minutes Slytherin was leading over Gryffindor 60-0. Blaise had put through two goals and she seemed on fire. Draco and Harry seemed to be neck to neck throughout the whole game. Hermione had to close her eyes every once in while as Draco came close to being knocked off his broom. Draco only seemed to be more determined to catch the snitch after that though.
After a while Hermione began to grow bored of the quidittch game. She couldn't focus on it for some reason. Other thoughts seemed to be swimming in her head. She didn't know what she felt for Draco. She didn't know about her future. She didn't know about the ball. She didn't know about her Christmas holiday. She didn't know about anything!
Her train of thought was interrupted when Pansy screeched, "Hermione, look!" Hermione followed Pansy's pointed finger to see Draco and Harry plunging down toward the ground in a race for the snitch. Hermione's breath caught in her throat as Draco reached to take it and Harry bumped him in the side knocking him off course. Draco didn't seem bothered by it though. He just hit Harry twice as hard. Harry flew off coarse this time.
Dean's commentary was now in the distance to Hermione. The shouting ceased to her and she could only focus on Draco hoping he didn't get hurt. In one great leap both Draco and Harry jumped forward to catch the snitch. Hermione gasped out loud and Pansy tightened her grip on Hermione's shoulder.
They rolled on the ground for a moment and then all was still. Hermione and Pansy took this opportunity to run down off the stands to see what had happened. They reached the field just as the teachers did. What Hermione saw amazed her.
Draco and Harry both had the snitch! It was impossible to tell which one had grabbed it first. They both had a steady grip on a half of it. Draco looked at his hand and scowled. His wrist was bent and all out of place.
Hermione gasped when she saw that. "Draco, are you ok?" She asked wanting nothing more than to reach out and comfort him. He gritted his teeth and nodded.
Harry looked at Hermione and back to Draco his scowl growing deeper. "Worry about him," he growled.
Hermione looked at Harry. He had a scratch on his face from where he fell. Hermione took her wand out and cured it with a simple wave. "I would worry about you if you worried about me."
"Granger, use some of that over here!" Draco said through gritted teeth. Now when Draco called Hermione 'Granger' she knew he was upset about something.
"I can't," she said somewhat sadly. "That kind of magic takes a lot of practice."
"You're good at that kind of thing, though," Draco said ignoring another surge of pain in his wrist.
"Not that good," Hermione admitted.
"What on Earth happened here?" Professor McGonagal asked when she came within seeing distance of the two sprawled on the grounds. Professor Snape came up with his slow pace, his robes billowing behind him dramatically. He examined them for a moment.
"It's a wizard's tie," he said after a moment.
Hermione's eyes widened. "But that's only happened twice before!"
Snape looked at her for a moment seeming to want to do nothing more than squash her like a bug. Instead he nodded and turned back to them. "It's definitely a tie. And even if it isn't Mr. Malfoy needs to be taken to the hospital wing. I think Potter is ok," he looked at the sky, putting a hand out. After a moment he looked at his palm. "And it's going to rain. I hate rain. We better get inside."
Hermione studied him for a moment. She had never seen Snape act so weird before. He seemed to be in a different world. McGonagal nodded her head and announced a wizard's tie.
The stands were silent. No one understood what it meant. McGonagal explained that it meant that both wizards had touched the snitch at exactly the same moment and therefore both won. There was no way for one of them to hand over the snitch to have the other win. Hermione wasn't paying attention to McGonagal though; she was helping Draco to the hospital wing.
"That was bloody brilliant!" she exclaimed as they left the field together; Pansy and Blaise had decided to stick behind.
Draco looked at Hermione for a moment. "I lost."
"No, you won!" Hermione couldn't stop smiling.
"And I lost!" he shouted at her. Hermione's smile faded from her face and was replaced with a frightened look.
"Draco, what's wrong?" She asked putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Nothing," he said icily under his breath. He shrugged Hermione's hand off. She continued to follow him though.
"Something is. I can tell."
"It's nothing, ok?" He asked rounding on her. His face was a few inches from hers and his eyes flashed dangerously. Hermione gulped.
"Ok, Draco, I get the point," she said stepping back trying to avoid another full out fight.
"No! No, you don't!" He yelled waving his uninjured hand at her. "You don't understand! Just back off! This is why you don't have friends!"
Hermione's eyes sprung with tears. Her eyes looked like an ocean right before a storm; calm and ready to become a raging sea of emotion. She stepped back and looked at Draco for a moment. She brought her hand around and smacked him hard in the face. She took another step back and ran from him toward her Gryffindor dorm.
Draco touched his face where Hermione had slapped him. It wasn't his face that hurt...it was his heart.
Author's Note: Ok, like I said, I'm back from the evil tests and now will be updating again! I hope you guys like this chapter. It's not very eventful but you kind of get the point of the tension between the two right? Well, if not, you now know that there is tension. Lol. Anyway...please review!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Author's Note: I'M BACK!!!! After studying and studying I took the test. I think I did good...but the preparation wasn't needed. The questions were simple! Who was the first American President? Hm...was it George Bush the First? My gosh, I don't know who wouldn't get that one right. Ggg9091: You're crying?! Is that good or bad? I hope it's good...you got into the story :D SpazySange: Thanks again for reviewing :D you always make me smile. Lindy: I didn't underline your name in the last chapter :'( I feel bad. Here hopefully this will make up for it: LINDY LINDY LINDY LINDY LINDY LINDY LINDY! Hehe that was fun. Thanks to everyone else who reviewed!
Warnings: Hm, look out for fighting between you-know-whom. Hehe :D it's so fun to write. I like the mushy-ish stuff better right, Brooks? ;)
Wizard's Tie
Hermione was officially happy with her life now. She had three best friends. She now called Draco by his first name and they didn't fight...as much anyway. They still had their fights, but they never were as deep and they always 'made up'. Strangely enough though, they never talked about going out.
After their fights they would make up by going out to the rose garden where they had their first kiss and make up. They would never go past anything beyond a slight kiss on the lips, but it always seemed like there was tension and temptation to do so. Hermione felt torn between two emotions.
She didn't know weather to love or hate him. He was so conceited and inconsiderate at times that she hated to be around him. But the Draco that only a few people knew was kind, funny, loving, and gentle. She loved to be around him when he was like this but it only happened rarely.
Hermione didn't know what she wanted with him. She didn't like the fact that they had something on the side. He would go out with his many girls and seduce them into Heaven knows what and then move on to the next one. But for some reason he would always be there for Hermione. She felt angry with herself for not talking to him about their current situation.
But she didn't know what to say. She had tried countless times to ask him but it all came out as a jumble of words that didn't make sense. It didn't make sense because she was uncertain of their situation herself. They had known each other since first year, but never really known each other until a few weeks ago and it all seemed a little fast for what they were doing.
Hermione sighed as she looked up at her ceiling from where she lay on her bed. All of this thinking had made her emotionally exhausted. She rolled over and had dreams filled with a certain blonde haired boy...
The weekend of the Hogsmeade trip Hermione was hesitant of going. "Oh, come on, Hermione!" Blaise pleaded with her. Blaise, Pansy, and Hermione were up in the seventh year Slytherin dorms looking at their old dress robes. "Hermione, you need to come. It's going to be fun! Pansy and I know this really great shop with the cutest dress robes."
"It's probably really expensive knowing you two," Hermione said looking through their designer clothes and knowing they cost more than she was willing or able to pay.
Pansy blushed. "Maybe just a little, but if you need any money we can give you some."
"I don't want to ask you guys for money," Hermione stated. "Besides, I think my robes are fine, considering that I'm not even planning on going to the dance."
"But Hermione! You need to go. You never know what could happen at a dance. You might have fun." Said Pansy while shuffling through all her clothes.
"I doubt it."
"Just come to the shops. If you don't find something that you don't absolutely love, then you don't have to go," Blaise said looking at her with puppy eyes.
Hermione looked between her two best friends and sighed. "Fine."
Blaise and Pansy smiled widely. The clock tower chimed ten. Pansy looked down at her watch. "Well, if we're going to get good seats for the quidittch match we better go."
"Quidittch match?" Asked Hermione.
"You didn't know? It's Gryffindor versus Slytherin. It's the last match before Christmas holidays."
"But I don't have any Slytherin colors," Hermione protested as Pansy began to put sweaters on and Blaise got her uniform on.
"We'll just have to lend you some then," Blaise winked at her.
The stands were full of students. Everyone came to quidittch matches. There was a sea of red and gold and a sea of green and silver. It was impossible to tell which colors were in greater quantity. The Slytherins seemed to be the loudest people there. They screamed at the top of their lungs even before the game had started. The new announcer Dean Thomas came to the megaphone and announced the basic rules. Hermione had to hand it to him; he was a good M.C.
"And now the starting line up for the Gryffindor team!" he shouted. The Gryffindors all hollered and whooped. Hermione smiled slightly remembering being one of them. "Chasers: Colin Creevy, Ginny Weasley, and Seamus Finnegan. Beaters: Dennis Creevy and Lavender Brown. Keeper: Ron Weasley and Seeker: Harry Potter!"
Hermione smiled and frowned at the same time. Usually she was screaming her lungs out when her friends names were mentioned. Now she felt deeply saddened by the fact that she couldn't, or rather, wouldn't shout out for them.
"And now the Slytherin team! Chasers: Blaise Zabini, Jonathon Nott, Morag MacDougal. Beaters: Sally-Anne Perks and Millicent Bulstrode. Keeper: Alex Moon. Seeker: Draco Malfoy!"
Hermione screeched loud as every name was called but smiled widest when Draco's name was called. Blaise waved to Pansy and Hermione from her perch high above. Hermione and Pansy waved back ecstatically. Ron saw this and Hermione could tell he scowled.
The game began with out a hitch. Within ten minutes Slytherin was leading over Gryffindor 60-0. Blaise had put through two goals and she seemed on fire. Draco and Harry seemed to be neck to neck throughout the whole game. Hermione had to close her eyes every once in while as Draco came close to being knocked off his broom. Draco only seemed to be more determined to catch the snitch after that though.
After a while Hermione began to grow bored of the quidittch game. She couldn't focus on it for some reason. Other thoughts seemed to be swimming in her head. She didn't know what she felt for Draco. She didn't know about her future. She didn't know about the ball. She didn't know about her Christmas holiday. She didn't know about anything!
Her train of thought was interrupted when Pansy screeched, "Hermione, look!" Hermione followed Pansy's pointed finger to see Draco and Harry plunging down toward the ground in a race for the snitch. Hermione's breath caught in her throat as Draco reached to take it and Harry bumped him in the side knocking him off course. Draco didn't seem bothered by it though. He just hit Harry twice as hard. Harry flew off coarse this time.
Dean's commentary was now in the distance to Hermione. The shouting ceased to her and she could only focus on Draco hoping he didn't get hurt. In one great leap both Draco and Harry jumped forward to catch the snitch. Hermione gasped out loud and Pansy tightened her grip on Hermione's shoulder.
They rolled on the ground for a moment and then all was still. Hermione and Pansy took this opportunity to run down off the stands to see what had happened. They reached the field just as the teachers did. What Hermione saw amazed her.
Draco and Harry both had the snitch! It was impossible to tell which one had grabbed it first. They both had a steady grip on a half of it. Draco looked at his hand and scowled. His wrist was bent and all out of place.
Hermione gasped when she saw that. "Draco, are you ok?" She asked wanting nothing more than to reach out and comfort him. He gritted his teeth and nodded.
Harry looked at Hermione and back to Draco his scowl growing deeper. "Worry about him," he growled.
Hermione looked at Harry. He had a scratch on his face from where he fell. Hermione took her wand out and cured it with a simple wave. "I would worry about you if you worried about me."
"Granger, use some of that over here!" Draco said through gritted teeth. Now when Draco called Hermione 'Granger' she knew he was upset about something.
"I can't," she said somewhat sadly. "That kind of magic takes a lot of practice."
"You're good at that kind of thing, though," Draco said ignoring another surge of pain in his wrist.
"Not that good," Hermione admitted.
"What on Earth happened here?" Professor McGonagal asked when she came within seeing distance of the two sprawled on the grounds. Professor Snape came up with his slow pace, his robes billowing behind him dramatically. He examined them for a moment.
"It's a wizard's tie," he said after a moment.
Hermione's eyes widened. "But that's only happened twice before!"
Snape looked at her for a moment seeming to want to do nothing more than squash her like a bug. Instead he nodded and turned back to them. "It's definitely a tie. And even if it isn't Mr. Malfoy needs to be taken to the hospital wing. I think Potter is ok," he looked at the sky, putting a hand out. After a moment he looked at his palm. "And it's going to rain. I hate rain. We better get inside."
Hermione studied him for a moment. She had never seen Snape act so weird before. He seemed to be in a different world. McGonagal nodded her head and announced a wizard's tie.
The stands were silent. No one understood what it meant. McGonagal explained that it meant that both wizards had touched the snitch at exactly the same moment and therefore both won. There was no way for one of them to hand over the snitch to have the other win. Hermione wasn't paying attention to McGonagal though; she was helping Draco to the hospital wing.
"That was bloody brilliant!" she exclaimed as they left the field together; Pansy and Blaise had decided to stick behind.
Draco looked at Hermione for a moment. "I lost."
"No, you won!" Hermione couldn't stop smiling.
"And I lost!" he shouted at her. Hermione's smile faded from her face and was replaced with a frightened look.
"Draco, what's wrong?" She asked putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Nothing," he said icily under his breath. He shrugged Hermione's hand off. She continued to follow him though.
"Something is. I can tell."
"It's nothing, ok?" He asked rounding on her. His face was a few inches from hers and his eyes flashed dangerously. Hermione gulped.
"Ok, Draco, I get the point," she said stepping back trying to avoid another full out fight.
"No! No, you don't!" He yelled waving his uninjured hand at her. "You don't understand! Just back off! This is why you don't have friends!"
Hermione's eyes sprung with tears. Her eyes looked like an ocean right before a storm; calm and ready to become a raging sea of emotion. She stepped back and looked at Draco for a moment. She brought her hand around and smacked him hard in the face. She took another step back and ran from him toward her Gryffindor dorm.
Draco touched his face where Hermione had slapped him. It wasn't his face that hurt...it was his heart.
Author's Note: Ok, like I said, I'm back from the evil tests and now will be updating again! I hope you guys like this chapter. It's not very eventful but you kind of get the point of the tension between the two right? Well, if not, you now know that there is tension. Lol. Anyway...please review!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!